The Island of F*cked Up Dreams

I'd rather be here. Copyright by proxy, The Tara Chronicles, 2018 Now that Todd is home from an enviable 4-day business trip to Nashville in an amazing hotel, I am sleeping like a log again. It was the longest we’ve been apart in over seven years. Technically we didn’t lay eyes on each other for … Continue reading The Island of F*cked Up Dreams

My Left Foot, His Left Ear, & Other Things

Every morning I drive my two up to the bus stop, and every morning they find something stupid to piss each other off with. Usually it’s Opac pushing V’s buttons at 6:57 a.m. and she – being an already moody child who is also in the ugly grip of adolescence – gets instantly pissy with … Continue reading My Left Foot, His Left Ear, & Other Things